After collecting the spare keys to get into Simone’s building and flat, I walked over to her block slowly, remaining in the shadows and still full of doubt. I should stick to my plan. Go home, wank, get some sleep and go to work the next morning. Fuck, I am stupid sometimes. I knew fine well that I had done some heavy damage to Simone’s pussy and ass. Fuck, I bet her throat was damn sore, too. Would she even survive a whole week of my abuse? Questions and doubts raced through my mind as I walked through the warm night, and finally, as I stood in the shadows over the street from her flat I began to talk myself out of doing this.

“Let her heal, man!” I said to myself. “Go home and plan this right.”